O, Hail! Emperor!
A Dawning Moment
It shines, it whips, and its waves,
A blue fabric adjoins a gold eagle,
The Fates pull a string their way,
Though a pair of scissors can be lethal.
…
The aqueduct water flows,
As people bursting with laughter,
While the streets become a show,
From a silly moment after.
…
The morning sun raises its hands,
And the seven hills take a bow,
The Colosseum whips its sand,
The twins, mother makes a howl.
…
An orphan becomes seen,
A philosopher and his stone,
Stoic as it may seem,
The emperor takes his throne.
…
His way of life is simple,
And, yet, it is unseen,
The elixir of life, in his temple,
Of an enlightened one's dream.
…
No moment can bring about such beauty,
Like the twinkle of an eye,
Than, a mind knowing its part and duty,
In a world carved in lies.
…
Such an incredible pleasure,
That you would visit a mere vagabond,
To whisper sweet words of treasure,
Gnothi seauton.
…
O, Hail! Emperor!
About the Creator
Calvin EL
I am a Writer.
It is my passion. It is my inheritance. An inheritance that didn’t require any discipline to obtain, because it was freely given.
*shrugs*
Yet, I am still trying.
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